Happy Birthday and That's All

I'm being all sorts of prolific this week, aren't I? I'm attempting to post everyday this week, just to see what happens. It's kind of an attempt to ween myself off feeling like I have to be super dramatic and deep every time I post, and be okay with just posting things like "Hey stoopid, look wha I did this weekend!"...or whatever. If yesterday's post is any indication, I'm obviously incapable of such posts on a regular basis. I'm also posting over at I Live With Stupid, so check that out for more Georgia-related rantings. Anyway...

Hey stoopid, check out the pictures from my birthday party last weekend!

I like that this photo looks like it could have been taken 20 years ago. We are timeless.

I screamed and jumped up and down when Alie brought me these. What can I say? The girl knows me!

Future roommates, current sky gazers.

The boifrenn on the grill.

JP brought me a giant card. So sweet.

The Hebrewjeebies impromptu first show.

I have...

good lookin' friends.

Drew came!

I dunno what's going on here.

Men.

Mah friends.

A cat with a leash on, for some reason.

Kegs lead to jam sessions in the music room.

And finally, Micah wrote me a fucking song for my birthday...can you believe that??? It's by far the coolest gift I've ever received and he will always pwn a special place in my heart for it. It's good song, too. Listen.

Lyrics
Georgiaaaaa
Her best friend is a feline
Georgiaaaaa
She takes a nap in the daytime

(Oh my god I'm totally blogging this
Elvis be quite!
I'm gonna make some cupcakes
Sure is!)

Georgiaaaaa
Drinking whiskey at dodge ball
Georgiaaaaa
Happy birthday and that's all